Sparky

“Hell. I saw Cassie running for that car and you know what ran through my mind, Merrie?” he asked her painfully.
Merinus sighed deeply. “That you had failed.” She surprised him with that answer. “You couldn’t protect your own, and now you hadn’t protected Cassie either.”
“Yeah,” he breathed out roughly. “But how did you know?”
“Because it’s the same thing Sherra told me before she locked herself in her room,”
― Lora Leigh, Kiss of Heat

“I don’t have any chocolate bars right now.”

She pressed her lips together as she placed two small fingers at the bridge of her nose and shook her head as though she had lost all hope for him. Finally, she sighed as though more than put out. Her eyes were twinkling, though, the shadows of fear easing.

“I’ll take you on your word then,” she sighed. “But you really should stock up on chocolate bars. It’s more precious than gold when dealing with kids, ya know.”
― Lora Leigh, Elizabeth's Wolf

“I would die without you,” he finally said. “I’d be crazy with terror if there were six of you to defend. Not to mention crazy, period.” There was a vein of amusement in the final sentence.

She took his hand and moved it to her abdomen. “Did I ever tell you, Dash, how much I dream of babies? Lots of babies. I wanted at least three, more if I could. And if what you say is true about your semen counteracting birth control, do you think you might not have plenty of little girls to protect and go crazy over? What will you do then? Stop having sex with me?”

She saw the pure terror that glittered in his eyes for just a second. Raw, blistering hot fear as his fingers flexed against her abdomen.

“God help me,” he groaned. “You will make me crazy, Elizabeth.”
― Lora Leigh, Elizabeth's Wolf

“It was my baby, too.” His voice was husky, filled with regret, with pain. “But even more than that, Sherra, you’re my soul. You’re every breath I take. I would give my life to have saved you. I would give it now if it would mean I could go back and spare you this pain.” The dampness from his eyes soaked the swarthy complexion, lined with pain and regret. “I would do anything, everything, baby, to ease this pain for you.”
― Lora Leigh, Kiss of Heat